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tastes_of_honey::Schuldig Portals away, then comes back for a rest on his couch and to write notes. After a while, he does the same thing again. And again.::
::If you looked at the paper you'd see that his handwriting varies quite a bit. Some of the things written include:
Cerulean Portal: Rather infamous me already there. Not a good idea.
Vinegar Portal: World of shrimp! Too fucking weird. Plus, everything's underwater.
Leafy Summer Portal: Maybe.
Blood Portal: Talents enslaved there. No fucking way.::
::Sometimes he sits, shaking, for a while with his knees up to his chest and his face resting on them.::
::If you looked at the paper you'd see that his handwriting varies quite a bit. Some of the things written include:
Cerulean Portal: Rather infamous me already there. Not a good idea.
Vinegar Portal: World of shrimp! Too fucking weird. Plus, everything's underwater.
Leafy Summer Portal: Maybe.
Blood Portal: Talents enslaved there. No fucking way.::
::Sometimes he sits, shaking, for a while with his knees up to his chest and his face resting on them.::
